If all my friends have gone
Well before the date, death announced
Sometimes in their beds, adventurers
Who had settled for a love

It's not their love that killed them
And then happiness left them
When the hour struck, they fell
Without ever complaining, they passed

All these faces surrounded by smoke
All these veiled voices
These landscapes that one cannot forget
All these veiled voices

Navajo drum, initiated masks
At the bottom of poisoned lagoons
All these beautiful dreamers got away
With honors and beauty

On a troubadour melody
But what remains of our loves?
And when the reaper decided
To cut off the head of friendship

All these faces surrounded by smoke
All these veiled voices
These landscapes that one cannot forget
All these veiled voices

Furious madmen, star navigators
Very often offset
Not serious, bordering the mainsail
To go and unhook the adventure

Sweetness of legends, pearled scales
Licked by the flames, drowned sun
Faces of women still present
The shadow disperses as it declines

All these faces surrounded by smoke
All these veiled voices
These landscapes that one cannot forget
All these veiled voices

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